Page 38 of Claiming My Nemesis


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She stood on her tiptoes, pressing into me for a lingering kiss. “Sounds wonderful.”

Twenty

Natalie

The bathroom was a sanctuary, enveloping us in a cocoon of steam and warmth. The outside world faded away as Ethan's skilled hands worked shampoo through my hair, each touch sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. His fingers intently danced over my scalp, igniting a fire within me.

As he leaned close, his breath hot against my skin, a whispered promise hung in the air, binding us together in a moment of pure intimacy. Ethan's desire pressed against my back, a wordless confession of longing that heightened the anticipation. Despite the simmering heat, his gentle touch sought to erase not just fatigue but also any lingering barriers between us.

"You like it when I touch you like this?" Ethan's voice was low and husky, sending chills down my spine.

I gasped softly, feeling the passion in every caress. "Yes," I managed to breathe out.

His lips brushed against my ear as he murmured, "Tell me what you want." Each word dripped with seduction, igniting a fire within me.

My heart raced as I leaned back into him, surrendering to the intoxicating mix of desire and vulnerability that enveloped us both. Ethan cradled my head, the water cascading down, his touch firm yet gentle. "I've missed you," he murmured, his words a soft caress.

I released a contented sigh as I shifted within his arms. My fingertips gently stroked his bulging cock. With his firm hands cradling my face, I eased the pace of my caresses, relishing the profound bond we shared. Each touch between us sparked a fiery connection, imprinting this unforgettable moment in my mind. "I missed you," I whispered.

As he stepped back, his lips met mine in a deep, passionate kiss that sent shivers down my spine. His hands gently cupped my breasts, massaging them with care as his lips moved to my pulse point, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He then knelt before me, trailing kisses along my belly and over my mound. With his tongue, he parted my sensitive folds, sending a rush of pleasure through my body. "God, Natalie," he moaned, enraptured by the taste of me. Each touch and each kiss felt like an electric shock, igniting every nerve inside my body.

My hands trembled as I moaned—my back pressed against the cool tiles of the shower. I could feel every drop of water cascading down my skin, mimicking the sensation of Ethan's touch. With a hand under my leg, he lifted it and placed my foot on the edge of the shower, exposing myself fully to him.

"Like this?" he teased, spreading me open with his fingers. My heart raced as I felt his hot breath against my skin.

I held onto his broad, muscular shoulders as he stood. My body trembled with anticipation as he slowly entered me, teasing me with the tip of his cock. And then suddenly, inone swift movement, he thrust inside me completely, filling me with a mixture of pleasure and surprise. Sparks of passion shot through my body as we moved together in perfect harmony.

"Is this what you want?” Ethan growled as he bit his lip, focusing on our shared desire.

"Mmm, God, yes," I moaned softly, arching into his touch.

He ignited a fire within me with every movement, and pleasure coursed through my body as I gasped and moaned in response to his touch. We moved together in perfect sync, the steam from the shower enveloping us in a sensual haze. His words fueled the flames even further, building our desire higher and higher until we both collapsed into each other's arms in a state of pure ecstasy. The water poured down on us, washing away all inhibitions and leaving only our primal desires for each other. At that moment, the shower became our sanctuary, and our love became our salvation.

After the water turned cool, we wrapped ourselves in plush robes, the velvety fabric a comforting contrast to the lingering warmth on our skin. We exchanged a tender smile, the kind that spoke more than words ever could. This moment wasn’t just about the physical connection—it was about mending the fractures in our relationship and rebuilding trust and understanding.

Hand in hand, we left the bathroom, silently agreeing that the night wasn’t over yet. "How about some hot chocolate? We have so much to talk about," Ethan suggested.

I nodded, “You read my mind."

With a quiet understanding between us, we headed to the kitchen, ready to share more than just a drink. Together, we were ready to explore what the future might hold.

Ethan busied himself making the cocoa, his motions smooth and steady, but the unspoken questions lingering between us created a noticeable unease. The sleek marble countertops andhigh-end appliances made the kitchen feel like a world apart from the small, homey kitchens I was used to. Yet, oddly enough, it also felt like a sanctuary—somewhere we could finally have the conversation that had been hanging over us.

I leaned against the counter, watching as Ethan expertly mixed the cocoa powder and milk in a saucepan. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable but heavy with anticipation.

“Ethan,” I began, my voice soft, testing the waters. “Can I ask you something? Hypothetically, of course.”

He glanced up at me, a small smile playing on his lips. “Hypothetically? Sure. Ask away.”

I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. “If we were to really move forward with…us, what would that look like for you? I mean, I love Cedar Cove, but I also know that your life is here in Dallas. How would that work?”

Ethan poured the steaming hot chocolate into two mugs, then walked over to me, handing one over. The heat from the mug seeped into my hands, grounding me as I waited for his response.

He took a sip from his mug, his eyes thoughtful. “Honestly, I’ve been thinking about that a lot. My life has always been in Dallas, with the business and everything, but I never really thought about what it would be like to share it with someone else—someone who means as much to me as you do.”

I felt my heart skip a beat at his words. “I love Cedar Cove and the preschool, and I’ve worked so hard to build my life there. Leaving all that behind wouldn’t be easy.”

Ethan nodded; his expression serious. “I understand that. I don’t want you to give up something you love. But at the same time, I want you to be a part of my world, too. We could figure out a way to make it work. Maybe we could split our time between Cedar Cove and Dallas, at least at first.”

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